'Before you jump to any false conclusions, let me tell you a little something about some of our people.' "This better be good." 'Don't worry, it will be.' She sat down in the mist and motioned for Scar to do the same. He did, after a moment's hesitation. 'Let me tell you about the Watchers.' ~~~ A story of magic, betrayl, and people set in a kingdom ruled by the Queen and her son, Prince Grian. 32k+ words Trigger Warnings - blood, violence, some gore, panic & anxiety, probably some other things

~Complete~ "Watchers, if Xelqua had to explain them, he would say that they are the unseen entity that looked over servers and protected them from the shadows. They were the ones that filled the empty sky and kept the players safe from what the Admins couldn't stop. They were the protectors that stayed unseen where the Gods were quiet. He and the others were told that we were the lucky few to be chosen. That they were to become the greatest of the greats." Or: A normal "Being taught how to be a Watcher" story, but it slowly gets messed up as Grian realize that not everything is as it seems to be.

A Watcher who was put in player mode adventures with the Hermits, finding his old friend Mumbo, who he along with three others know what he really is. What happens when he slips up and is faced against an old foe he thought was long dead? What happens when the Listeners seek for their old prodigy? An immortal being has to decide who save, himself or his players.

Hey this book is a sequel to Error. Please read that first! WARNING: includes death, mentions of self harm, abuse, and cursing. Feel free to click off if any of that makes you uncomfortable Martyn was found dead on his bedroom floor. Blood was leaking from his forehead. He was...dead. And it's all my fault. I̸̮̒͂̑̚ ̷̢̲̙̏̏́̆c̸̹̖̅å̶̜̾̓n̶͋̅͛͜'̵̝͔̱̥̝̒t̷͕̘͙̋͆̊̐́͜ ̵̥̱̝̐͌d̸̩̩̠͇̰̓͌̀o̸̡͕̹̩͆̅̓̕͝ ̷̨̹̱͓̝͘ẗ̴̖̼́͒̎h̶͕̾̿į̶̓ͅs̶̯̅̓ͅ.̶͖̭̙̽̄̏̕ ̵̡̣̣̥̮̈́͆̌̎́ Ḯ̴̧̞͓͆͆t̵̡̟̟͗̽̚͜'̸͎̝̀͌̉s̴̹͈͔̓͌ ̸͎͚̈́̌̏a̵͐̒̇̚͜l̷͈̼̟̂́͂l̷͉̊ ̵̳͈̝̄͊̀t̵̟̫͒̃͐o̸͎̊̉͘ȯ̵͕͇̩͌ͅ ̶̣̗͊̌ͅͅm̶̺̝̚ŭ̵̡̥͍̦c̴̹̚ḩ̵̪͎̈̆̈́͜.̸̨͖̊̐̈́̉̆ I shouldn't've shouted and been so mean to him. He killed himself because of me. I know it. At least...I'm pretty sure. But there's something weird with Grian, Mumbo, and Scar. It's like they know something I don't. Is it something with Martyn? I know he's my ex but...a part of me still loves him. AHHHH!! Why is this so confusing?! A part of me loves Martyn and I know it always will, but another part of me wants to be with Jimmy. What should I do? ... I know. I should talk to Grian and find out the truth. Because I'm tired of being lied to and shoved to the side. So Grian, if you hear this, Get ready to spill the beans. ~~•~~ Scott tries and finds the truth behind everything while Grian tries to hide it all. Mumbo has trouble in his relationship as he constantly gets shoved aside, and Scar gets flashbacks to when he was a kid and how he got his name in the first place. And Jimmy :) Jimmy gets thrown into the middle of this, not knowing what to do or who to believe. He actually ends up debating leaving all of his friends to look out for himself. Besides, the only person we know best is ourselves. (Cover art is not mine)

WARNING: this story includes mentions of self harm and cursing. If any of that bothers you, feel free to click off. Error. Glitch. A mistake. That's what I am. Everything was fine. I loved my life. I had great friends, a supportive family, and a huge crush on two guys at my school. They're also my friends. Their names are Mumbo and Scar. I've been friends for them for about 3 years. Same with Timmy, Lizzie, Kisha, and Joel. Well, I've only known Joel for about a year, but he's kinda like the father of our group. I also have an older sister named Pearl, but they don't normally sit with me and my friends. Anyway, One night, I went to bed and...woke up in a black room with a giant purple eye in the center of it. I thought it was a dream, but before I could do anything, I felt ropes wrap around me and start to tare me apart. A searing pain ripped through my body as I screamed in agony, begging for it to stop. And about a second later, It did. I gasped as I fell onto the floor. I got up and turned around. My mouth fell open as I saw another version of me. They stepped back and fell into the endless darkness. I jumped after them, And landed in my bedroom. I gasped, looking at my hands, noticing a purple eye on it. I sat up, hearing my mother sing along to Taylor Swift downstairs. I saw my hand glitch for a second and something told me that what I experienced wasn't a dream. I was somehow...split in half. An error. (Cover art is made by me but I just inserted pics from online into it lol) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!! If you see this story on any other site besides Wattpad, it is not mine. I only post on Wattpad.

Mumbo and Grian were childhood friends. Sadly, Mumbo moved away to New York when they were 7. They emailed each other for a few years but then lost touch. Grian became friends with his new neighbor, Scar and a guy at school named Jimmy. Years later, Grian had to visit his family in Florida for two weeks. He didn't want to go as he would've rather spent his entire summer with his crush, Scar. Little did he know, he would meet someone in Florida. Someone who hasn't spoken to in a long, long time. Will they remember their love for each other and become something more than friends?? Or will they just play it cool and grow apart?? Find out now!! (Cover art from Pinterest) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!! If you see this story on any other site besides Wattpad, it is not mine. I only post on Wattpad.

A cult of brainwashed players. A rouge watcher that leads them. And their plans to invade a new server and take control. When Xisumavoid, the admin of Hermitcraft, is warned that a cult known as the Silver Sun is planning on invading his server, he must do everything he can to prevent the leader of the cult from slipping their influence into Hermitcraft. If they do, the Silver Sun will take hold, and their server could be lost to the watcher's control. Everything is on the line, as the hermits must endure the power of the Silver Sun, which only grows stronger every day. The past will be revealed. The present will be treacherous. The future will be changed. Either the hermits stand up and fight. Or they lose it all.

This story will include - Shipping - swearing - an AU - some angst - violence - blood Note : I don't ship the hermits irl. Just the minecraft personas they present on screen. If they don't like being shipped, then I will remove the story (tbh I'll just remove the shippy parts.) This is my first story so please provide some constructive criticism. Rank 30 in #grian on 18/01/21.

grian felt himself begin to fall into the abyss, his hand wrapping around his chest as his wings flew up; he was falling... ♡ hermitcraft is a place where people who have powers, are hybrids or are anything but pure human are placed by the watchers. Xisuma is of course the leader of hermitcraft while no one is his right hand person. when season six rolls around, the entire server is happy and confused to see a person... a perfectly normal looking human named Grian waiting for them on the other side. but maybe something is up with the new kid... ♡ started: May 5th, 2020 ended: January 15th, 2021 i won't be putting any NSFW or too shippy things into the story as to not cause discomfort to the actual players. their might be slight ship mentions like grumbo or such but nothing serious, thank you!

Grian's life was shattered into a million pieces a long time ago. So long ago, he didn't know whether it was ever even whole. When he joined Hermitcraft after running away from the Watchers, it was starting to come together, until season eight began and his life was thrown into chaos. The Watchers were there, and he didn't even know if they were good or bad anymore. He didn't know who to be scared of. And he was forced to question everything in silence, finding refuge only in his magic. And unfortunately for him, things don't always go the way he might have expected - not that he really had any expectations, anyway. There is some mild swearing. (The cover is literally just a picture of a galaxy about 140 million light years away taken by NASA) Total word count: approx. 40,000